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Who: Franziska von Karma whip_the_fools and Mitsuru Kirijo m_artemisia
When: The evening of October 5th!
Where: Underground Mall!
Summary: Shopping, shopping, shopping, exploration, the formation of a beautiful friendship, perhaps? Then again, Franziska is involved, so that's no guarantee.
Warnings: Grumpy teenagers young women. In other words, no, I don't anticipate anything in here that would require warning.
Franziska von Karma had spoken to Mitsuru Kirijo several times before, but never in any great depth, or extending beyond any topics beyond the peculiarities of the city they now had to make their home or Miles Edgeworth. That was why it was almost surprising to Franziska that she had arranged this outing with the other woman, but it was, in a sense, logical - well of course, it would be: Franziska von Karma never did anything that was not logical, after all.
While she knew it would be more efficient to go about this evening's goals on her own, if Franziska were to be completely honest with herself, she wouldn't mind the company (for social interaction was something she found far more interesting here in Siren's Port than it had back home; nearly everyone seemed to have an ace up their sleeves, no matter how foolish in appearance they may have been at first glance), and nor would she mind the chance to get to know Mitsuru better. After all, logically, she was the best choice Franziska had on hand for this evening's endeavour; Mitsuru was of a similar age to her, and seemed to have the same dedication towards her work. Her company would hopefully, certainly, Franziska corrected herself, be more tolerable than that of those she had been associating herself with more recently.
She double-checked her bag, making sure she had everything she needed before walking out to the front of the building, where she had agreed to meet the other woman.
When: The evening of October 5th!
Where: Underground Mall!
Summary: Shopping, shopping, shopping, exploration, the formation of a beautiful friendship, perhaps? Then again, Franziska is involved, so that's no guarantee.
Warnings: Grumpy teenagers young women. In other words, no, I don't anticipate anything in here that would require warning.
Franziska von Karma had spoken to Mitsuru Kirijo several times before, but never in any great depth, or extending beyond any topics beyond the peculiarities of the city they now had to make their home or Miles Edgeworth. That was why it was almost surprising to Franziska that she had arranged this outing with the other woman, but it was, in a sense, logical - well of course, it would be: Franziska von Karma never did anything that was not logical, after all.
While she knew it would be more efficient to go about this evening's goals on her own, if Franziska were to be completely honest with herself, she wouldn't mind the company (for social interaction was something she found far more interesting here in Siren's Port than it had back home; nearly everyone seemed to have an ace up their sleeves, no matter how foolish in appearance they may have been at first glance), and nor would she mind the chance to get to know Mitsuru better. After all, logically, she was the best choice Franziska had on hand for this evening's endeavour; Mitsuru was of a similar age to her, and seemed to have the same dedication towards her work. Her company would hopefully, certainly, Franziska corrected herself, be more tolerable than that of those she had been associating herself with more recently.
She double-checked her bag, making sure she had everything she needed before walking out to the front of the building, where she had agreed to meet the other woman.